Working tables

[Dancer]

Some days working the clubs was good. Others it was hell on the galaxy. Mystique prayed today it would be better than the last club had been. Just for luck she was wearing her favorite performance costume.

Blue tassels run along the white bikini bra, drawing flagrant attention with each move. A pair of tight white shorts hug her curvaceous rump, more blue tassels on the back and along the hem of her legs. A pair of red stilletto heels adorn her feet, matching her explosive hair that cascades down her back. And for good measure, a blue gem small chained piercing hung from her belly button. Mystique came to win. Her perfectly groomed hair framed the look of determination on her face as she took her place with some of the other girls, waiting for a private order to dance at one of the tables.

[member="Niyla Alura"]

 

[scarletsurf]

Niyla tugged at Jesh's hand nervously, she wasn't one to typically attend these kind of bars. Just the idea made her blush, so that said, why they deided to come here before leaving the planet was beyond her. Jesh said it had to do with a contract.

The explorerer glanced to her girlfriend after seeing all of the women, she gave her that look of 'why are we here', and wondered if it was an accident they ended up here as this was certainly not the place she would expect Jesh to bring her. The girls actually reminded her of the kind of enivernment she would have found herself in as a carnie.

"So, what now?" She asked trying to keep her attention on the young chiss.

[member="Jesh'irin'rurno"]

 

[Jesh'irin'rurno]

Jesh wasn't particularly good at these club scenes as well and already began to feel uncomfortable as she eyed the Zeltron beauty who was clinging to her arm. "I-I well guess I took a wrong turn to the bar I was planning," she blushed and looked over at a few of the girls who were wearing outfits she never would have been comfortable in. She is grateful that her skill set kept her from this type of job. Her eyes continued to focus upon one girl in a rather beautiful tassled bikini which only made her feel more awkward. "Umm lets just sit down at the bar and order something to drink."

She said now averting her gaze from the ladies and trying to remain focused upon her Zeltron, she honestly couldn't imagine the time where this all swapped usually she wouldn't have looked twice at a girl but here she was. Sitting down at a bar stool in a night club with her girlfriend embarrassed to look at other women who employed themselves here. She had decided that if they were to do anything in this place that it would either be at the bar or away from the public gaze as she already felt like she was being shot awkward glances.

[member="Niyla Alura"]
@Mystique

 

[Dancer]

[member="Jesh'irin'rurno"] [member="Niyla Alura"]
She saw the female Chiss enter with what appeared to be her fiancé or lover of sorts. Mystique wasn't paid to be curious why they were here. In her profession a lack of curiosity seemed to be the prefered ideal.

The blue skinned female gave her a look. One that the dancer was quite familiar with; payment. The half Zeltron quirked an eyebrow as they sat at the bar. Normally those who requested private shows sat away from the crowd.

Then again, it wasnt her business to ask questions about preferences. She took a deep breath and let herself get into the zone. Her hips swaggered with her steps as she came closer slowly, intentionally. Her tassles flashed with each step, drawing more attention.

At last she reached her target. her two arms slid between the females as she leaned in on the bar and arched her back and flicked her scarlet hair back in a wild waterfall of color.

 

[scarletsurf]

When a woman with striking red hair had came their way, Niyla knew what was coming. As a way to distract her from the obviously theatrical performance Niyla turned to Jesh and asked her what she would like to drink.

Amidst her conversation with Jesh the zeltron couldn't help but having the same thought run through her head:

I should've expected this wasn't the place with a name like 'not your typical twi'lek'...

The slender woman then abruptly came inbetween their way and put her arms around the two, blocking Niylas view of Jesh'irin'rurno. Which admittedly caused Niyla to grow angry, though she wasn't going to cause a scene or anything of that sorts.


It was probably obvious upon first sight that the two weren't exactly dressed for the place.

Niyla adorned a black headband to keep her bangs out of her eyes, which was really not that necessary as they were braided back anyways. Over the headband she fashioned a pair of spectacle goggles. Around her body she wore a black tank top, the holo necklace she had tinkered into creation from her father's pendulum, and a simplistic old modeled ui attached to her wrist. Over her tank was a thin red trench coat which fit her figure perfectly. On the arms were a few sewn on patches of registration and the sort.

Niyla didn't particularly wanna speak first, she would just wait for Jesh to act up in this situation.

@Mystique
[member="Jesh'irin'rurno"]

 

[Jesh'irin'rurno]

She looked at the redhead a bit startled as she now crept up between her an Niyla causing her to feel a bit uncomfortable as she kept finding herself looking back and forth from the bar to the tassels across her chest. She tried to nod to Niyla that she would want a drink as she now looked back to merely see the girls side and look back. "Barkeep just leave me a bottle thank you." She spoke rather freaked as she tossed more than enough credits to pay for the bottle. She attempted not to make eye contact with any part of the woman but she was pressing on her personal space which was something she barely did well with Niyla.

Jesh began to grow more uncomfortable as she felt the arms around her back causing her to slink on the bar stool till she eventually lost her balance and fell out of the seat and hit her head on the ground relatively hard. She groaned and closed her eyes shut now as she began to rub her head feeling the pain as she sadly didn't wear armor on her head most of the rest of her was perfectly fine though.

Jesh laid crumpled on the ground till her eyes open seeing that she had a bit to good of a few of the dancers rear and grew even more flustered quickly trying to jump up and hitting her head this time on the underside of the stool. "Ooww." She winced rubbing the top of her head along with the back of it now as she felt like an idiot.

 

[Dancer]

Mystique could feel as much as see the eyes that were trying to not flirt with her more--shapely parts. That was fine, they were new, they were nervous. That was ok, she would ease them into it. One arm wrapped around each of the lady's backs, drawing gentle lines with her fingertips. The Chiss was slumping away, so she turned herself to the Zeltron and began to grind on her, letting her ample bosom caress the female's shoulder, arm, and sides, with grace, ease and delicateness. Her own pheromones began to emit a calming, sensual feel subconsciously. Her genetic engineering had forgone her ability to completely control those in exchange for greater coordination on her genetics. The results had made her a much more skillful dancer--some would even say she was literally made for it.

She suddenly became aware of the Chiss bellow and pivoted her hips slightly, giving her an ample view as she began to twerk it, the tassels dazzling most being's visions, to say the least. However, she did not neglect the Zeltron in the process.

Her arms continued to rake gentle lines across the client's body sensually. To be even more sure, she arched her back up. That certainly would be enough to ease off any lingering nervousness, she thought.

[member="Jesh'irin'rurno"]
[member="Niyla Alura"]

 

[scarletsurf]

As the woman began to dance on Niyla, well Niylas immediate reaction would have been to punch her right in the face. Though, the pheromones she amitted had begun to calm her temper into a relaxing state...for a moment.

This relaxation would not last long as Niyla enevitably noticed the woman grinding on her girlfried, which in veracity had made Niylas face flush a hot red. The zeltron grabbed her by the tassles and pulled her back, seemingly pulling her ontop of her by accident.

On second thought Niyla thought this may have conveyed her wanting attention.

Great... She thought as she pinned herself down in an attempt to save Jesh.

@Mystique
[member="Jesh'irin'rurno"]

 

[Jesh'irin'rurno]

As she saw her hips swaying above her she began to feel a bit woozy as this was suppose to be her and her girlfriends date and now it was being intercepted by a pole dancer who was quite intoxicating. She closed her eyes tighter and slowly inched away from the bar stools, essentially freeing herself from that prison legs and rears and legs. Quickly she pulled herself together though and reached across the counter taking the bottle that just was set down and began to chug it. It wasn't all that wise to take in that much alcohol in one setting without filling one's belly with chips or the like first. Niyla would most likely have to drag her back if she ordered another one and did the same.

After finishing the contents she decided that it was time for her to step up and tell the dancer to please leave them alone, that was till she looked at them again watching her into Niyla's lap. She usually would resort to violence but she wasn't good with women touching each other like that which was ironic since she was dating Niyla. Turning away from the scene she whimpered and let her head fall onto the countertop murmuring. "Keep em coming," she lied there hoping to drown that scene from her memory was this really how love was, it felt awful feeling so jealous and envious at the same time.

 

[Dancer]

The dancer felt herself pulled closer. She had worse ways of being requested for special attention. Pressing her body firmer against the Zeltron she shimmied her whole body against the patron. Her stomach, bosom, and shoulders gave the work over for the woman's petite frame. Her blue tassels flashed and whipped her harmlessly, they were not meant to hurt when they touched skin, but only to gain attention.

Her fingers traced a sweet line across the woman's jawline as her other hand caressed her inner thigh teasingly. The Chiss' view would likely have been just as good, getting a full look at the woman's well built back and the tattoo right over her waist band--with her scarlet locks moving with wild frenzy as well.

Then her pheromones unleashed at full blast, instigated by her desire to incur tips--and repeat customers. If nothing else, she could be hired later on for an encore performance. She needed food, after all, and she knew of no other way how.

[member="Jesh'irin'rurno"]
[member="Niyla Alura"]

 

[scarletsurf]

As the dancer ran her fingers across Niylas thigh the space amazon quickly grabbed the fellow zeltrons wrist and gripped it tightly, she pushed her off of her lap while still keeping her hand on her wrist.

A red blush painted her cheeks so much so it would be visible even in this lighting.

"I would like some wine please." She said as kind as possible, the only thing keeping her from ripping this hookers arms off being the girl who came with her.

Niyla then found the womans eyes and with a strong presense let go of the scarlet haired dancer; a mark of her fingernails etched into the girls skin.

@Mystique
[member="Jesh'irin'rurno"]

 

[Jesh'irin'rurno]

It was unfortunate dating a zeltron, she knew about the abilities to bend ones mind with ones own pheromones and knew that she felt it but began to raise up from her seat being partially intoxicated now by the drink and the girl's emissions. Slowly her hand grabbed the girl unknowingly and began to kiss her neck as she tried to fight it. It didn't really matter, she wasn't like them she was a chiss and was worse quite weak now as she began to bite the dancers neck before shaking her head. "N-no wait I-I don't want this why?" Her thoughts slowly drifting into the back of her mind now as this passion was surging through her body, sadly she wasn't able to place it upon her lover and instead the dancer who was making her unloyal to her girlfriend.

All she could do was sit there and rub the red stocking girl as she now pulled her onto her lap leaning back into the bar as she watched this unfold. It was like a nightmare that she couldn't stop, she wasn't good with women and here she was most likely pissing off the one she loved by touching one she didn't even ask for.

 

[Dancer]

Pain. Pain. That was what she felt and it came crashing down around her. She let out a small cry of hurt and pulled her damaged wrist to her chest. Her blue eyes shone with terror and pain. A thousand horrible memories cut through her mind. She wanted to run away. She wanted to hide. This woman was one of them. One of the hurting people.

She didn't even realize that she was being pulled onto the other girl's lap--or being caressed, or bit. She was petrified. Her years of abuse came crashing around her again, like a waterfall of memories she had worked so hard to keep stored away. Pain broke the dam and its river came surging back. A silent tear slid down her albino face.

The Chiss rubbed her hand on Mystique's bare side and she snapped. Burying her face in her hands, the dancer fled away as fast as she could. She didn't care about money now. She could starve, or go homeless. She wanted safety. She wanted to be away from the monsters. They always seemed to follow her, she was so--lost. She cowered in a dimly lit corner and buried her head on her arms. She would give anything for Scarlet or the Masked Man to be here right now. They would protect her. They would have kept her safe, they always did. They kept the monsters away. Her heart longed for their safety once more as her body wracked with sobs.

[member="Jesh'irin'rurno"]
[member="Niyla Alura"]

 

[scarletsurf]

As the female dancer ran off Niyla quickly looked back to Jesh. She rushed to her and grabbed her hands, checking to make sure that she was okay. Then again she knew from their past adventures that Jesh'irin'rurno was way more equipped to deal with this kind of craziness then she was...by a long shot.

Honestly Niyla wasn't even flustered about her girlfriend touching the scarlet haired dancer, she was aware of how much pheromones can manipulate someone, she used hers all the time. Still she ran her fingers through the chiss's raven hair and her other hand across her cheek.

The clubs speakers were so loud, blasting some type of terrible Rizz. Niyla could barely hear her own thought, she leaned closer to Jesh and pecked her lips before speaking. "What do we do?" She asked her, looking for her guidance and support.

Maybe she had grown to trust the chiss too much. Ether way she knew they couldn't just leave, she did feel bad for hurting that zeltron dancer. She was just doing her job and Niyla had to go and hurt her...

@Mystique
[member="Jesh'irin'rurno"]

 

[Jesh'irin'rurno]

Jesh's head began to clear up a bit as the zeltron girl ran off crying taking her pheromones with her. The chiss however felt rather terrible for what her girlfriend had done to one of her own species. As her girlfriend looked back to her a show of concern about the whole ordeal began to make her sigh and realize relations would have to be fixed, and hopefully the proper way this time. "Here we should apologize to her maybe even offer her enough money to take the day off and give her a nice meal?" Jesh wasn't great at mending hearts and minds, but she had money from her job and was quite compassionate for a murder and monster. She stood up from her seat and nearly fell over as she had finished an entire bottle of booze in under a minute, a mistake as she now was blinking furiously to try and see straight. "Ohh that was a bad decision drinking all that, I umm dear could you -uh help me a bit." She said as she now collapsed to the ground.

The chiss would get right on playing diplomat as soon as the floor and music stopped spinning awkwardly through her head. One hand now gripping the side to try and stabilize her blurry vision. Sitting there she looked in the direction of the second zeltron and looked straight as she determined something, "I-I think I'm a bit drunk, but I still think we should offer her a meal." She said groaning and now rubbing her temples. "Could you hold the bar still honey I can't stand up-" She passed out then as this wasn't alcohol someone purposely spiked her drink, maybe the bartender thought he could get lucky for all she knew.

[member="Niyla Alura"]
[member="Mystique"]